Beauty Slew the Beast

The old church's floorboards moaned with age as the Templar inched forward. Some dank smell was in the air, she thought. Suddenly, the sound of her small breaths were interupted by a disgusting sound.. it could be known as nothing other than the breaking of bone... Then chewing.. and hissing. The templar unsheathed her gleaming brand of light and stepped forth. Behind a rotting pew, there lurked a nasty young drake chewing on an unidentifiable bone. With inhuman speed, it snapped it's attention toward the Templar and lept at her...